“All houses wherein men have lived and died
Are haunted houses. Through the open doors
The harmless phantoms on their errands glide,
With feet that make no sound upon the floors.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (b. February 27, 1807 – d. March 24, 1882)
“Do a loony-goony dance, ‘cross the kitchen floor, put something silly in the world that ain’t been there before.”
—Shel Silverstein, A Light in the Attic (b. Sept. 25, 1930 – d. May 10, 1999)
“One benefit of summer was that each day we had more light to read by.”
– Jeanette Walls
I am honoured to have my story, “The Cat and the Weasel,” included in the current issue of Grain Magazine.
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”
~Charles Dickens (b. February 7, 1812 – d. June 9, 1870), Great Expectations
Among the Rocks
by Robert Browning
Oh, good gigantic smile o’ the brown old earth,
This autumn morning! How he sets his bones
To bask i’ the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet
For the ripple to run over in its mirth;
Listening the while, where on the heap of stones
The white breast of the sea-lark twitters sweet.
That is the doctrine, simple, ancient, true;
Such is life’s trial, as old earth smiles and knows.
If you loved only what were worth your love,
Love were clear gain, and wholly well for you:
Make the low nature better by your throes!
Give earth yourself, go up for gain above!
“You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.”
—Toni Morrison (b. February 18, 1931 – d. August 5, 2019)
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